HumanA Poem by BlackbirdAhem! Credit, please.I wouldn't be good-looking, if I were to stop bathing. I wouldn’t smell worthy, if it wasn’t for the hygiene industry. Take away my clothes and you’ll see me for what I am, for no part of me is made of cloth. I am sweat, oil, and mucus; sticky, slimy, gross. Through and through. But, I can lie. I’ll convince myself I’m not the things that make me up, and I’ll never meet the me that’s real; animal; mammalia; homo sapien. When I heard those words for the first time, I didn’t believe in them. I am not an animal, I am not mammalian, I am not a homo sapien. I am the word that doesn't belong on this list. I am human. They are not the same. © 2023 Blackbird |
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